Quavo - Crime Stoppers lyrics

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Quavo - Crime Stoppers lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Tugga Tugga! Migos! Bring them bales, bring that cookie, c**aola Woah, I thought I told you, told you [Hook: Young Thug] She so not playin', she gon' stop it I'm so fly like helicopters Tune the car up like a doctor Motherf** all the crime stoppers Eat her inside like a lobster Chrome Heart gla**es, Harry Potter Actavis in baby bottle Balmain's on me like a model I don't wanna have a problem I won't ever ever bother I won't watch it, ain't a stalker Lookin' down at these imposters Hurricane whip with my father Hurricane whip with my daughter I'm livin' life like a mobster I serve that kush like a Rasta [Verse 1: Quavo] Quavo! He lookin' like he a robber (he lookin') I call my n***as to pop up (go get 'em) Watch out for snakes and koalas (watch 'em) Cause a n***a might sing like the opera (singin') I got your hoe on my roster (your hoe) No styrofoam, we drink out the bottle (drank) My n***as came from the bottom (my n***as) Your n***as not eating, they starvin' (aye!) Play with the keys like Marvin (woo!) Migos the maniac, Thugger the arson (slat!) I beg your pardon (b**h!) If you want the gas then we got a garden (gas!) I'm with my woe like New Orleans (woe!) Trailblaze the money like Portland (money!) I make my hoes do orgies (woo!) Camera's in my room, you know it's recording (movie!) 2,000 just for the sneakers (2,000) My mom used to trap out the beeper (brrr!) You might think your hoe a keeper (your hoe) 'Til you see the way we treat her (smash!) When I put the dope in my hands (dope!) You never gon' see it again (magic!) I see that you fake through my lenses (fake!) I feel like breakin' Offset out the pen' [Verse 2: Offset] Offset! They broke me out of the pen' Back at it again, dressed in Louboutin I hopped in the Benz, I put on my lens I put my ice on my neck, flooded, I'm drenched Right before Christmas they let out the Grinch I hug on my mama, I pick up my prince They slipped, the pistols they found had no prints I'm back to the ballin' like Jeremy Lin The Lambo no burnin', not makin' no sense (Lambo) Pinky ring like I'm a pimp (pinky ring) Work your hoe out like a gym (work her out) That chopper give you Adele temp, fade She know Offset is a baller (baller) We sippin' Actavis like water I'm still a savage, run up with some caution (savage) Put your a** up for an auction Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up (pipe it up!) Dabbin' in Balenciaga sh**tin' on b**hes and pissin' on n***as It looks like I'm skiing with these Gucci goggles And ain't nothin' changed, we still got the yoppa Still got them birds singin' like it's an opera (brrr!) Standin' on couches, dabbin' up in Opera Your diamonds are cloudy, your gold look like copper [Hook: Young Thug] She so not playin', she gon' stop it I'm so fly like helicopters Tune the car up like a doctor Motherf** all the crime stoppers Eat her inside like a lobster Chrome Heart gla**es, Harry Potter Actavis in baby bottle Balmain's on me like a model I don't wanna have a problem I won't ever ever bother I won't watch it, ain't a stalker Lookin' down at these imposters Hurricane whip with my father Hurricane whip with my daughter I'm livin' life like a mobster I serve that kush like a Rasta [Verse 3: Takeoff & Skippa da Flippa] Takeoff! Dressed in a suit like a mobster (mob) For the b**hes, my n***a, turn to a monster (hurr) Catchin' plays in the bando like Alge Crumpler (catchin' plays) f** a n***a's b**h, they call me Brian Pumper (smash) 9th grade I did it, had cookies stuffed down in my locker It ain't my fault, n***a, no Silk Da Shocker I dab so hard that I need me an Oscar '08 I dropped out, I slam dunk like Vince Carter When you trap, gotta be smarter, diamonds water These n***as do not go harder Me and Skippa da Flippa, we switch-a-roo b**hes We f**in' that b**h one time and you gon' spoil her It's a 50 on me, walkin' with a wad (money!)Just copped a 100 round stuffed with some hollows I go buy 10 pints and you go buy a bottle If I go in my safe I'll be counting 'til tomorrow I got a Wells Fargo stashed up in my cargo You n***as Felicia, you n***as gon' borrow (bye Felicia) My double cup got the color of purple And I beat the pot like I'm Hoppo (bih!) This here's clean And it don't take a scientist to see you drinkin' Karo (swear!) I drop a four in a FaygoPull out the chopper and make 'em dance, call it tango (Flippa!) [Hook: Young Thug] She so not playin', she gon' stop it I'm so fly like helicopters Tune the car up like a doctor Motherf** all the crime stoppers Eat her inside like a lobster Chrome Heart gla**es, Harry Potter Actavis in baby bottle Balmain's on me like a model I don't wanna have a problem I won't ever ever bother I won't watch it, ain't a stalker Lookin' down at these imposters Hurricane whip with my father Hurricane whip with my daughter I'm livin' life like a mobster I serve that kush like a Rasta [Verse 4: Young Thug] She not gon' play, she gon' run that money up And give it to Thugger I'ma pull up on her wearin' three layers I'm dressed like a muh'f**in' robber (swag) I feel amazing, you know I go brazy You know I don't play 'bout no commas I sell some more green, I smoke on some more green I look like a muh'f**in' forest, forest! Come to the Kroger for groceries More in it, more in it So bad she got her direction from Superhead (what!) I know it, eh, eh Coward sh**, you talk to the towers and internet b**h I'm so on it, it (on it) I'm countin' it I'm seein' right through you, lil' b**h you should've got the presi-tint (f** it) Yeah, she 'bout it, she 'bout it She drop it, she 'bout it, she 'bout it (she 'bout it, she 'bout it) Yeah I'm just a player, you not milk, you not cowin' (swear to God) She don't need no talk cause my j**elry be showerin' (I swear) I spent like 50 bands on that b**h, I was scoutin' it [Hook: Young Thug] She so not playin', she gon' stop it I'm so fly like helicopters Tune the car up like a doctor Motherf** all the crime stoppers Eat her inside like a lobster Chrome Heart gla**es, Harry Potter Actavis in baby bottle Balmain's on me like a model I don't wanna have a problem I won't ever ever bother I won't watch it, ain't a stalker Lookin' down at these imposters Hurricane whip with my father Hurricane whip with my daughter I'm livin' life like a mobster I serve that kush like a Rasta

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